The Raft ft. Christian Cortes Lyrics

He hammers away

Splitting wood and fashioning twine

He thinks about where he should go

As he ponders his build

Pick at the scabs

Bleed out the past

Scaring at last

Always looking back

Ignoring the lash

I'm building a raft

Left alone for the last time

Can't stand the silence

Each grain of sand

A reminder of things I've said

They stick with me and irritate

Salt in my wounds

Stick with me and irritate

Burn me away

I can't shake this feeling

That the Earth will swallow me whole

I'm afraid of what I love

I'm afraid of what I've become

No!

I can't make rafts all day

Out of wood and loose twine

Each tree chopped I'm losing time

I know that each raft does the same thing

But maybe this one will bring me home again

Again

I can't shake this feeling

That the Earth will swallow me whole

I'm afraid of what I love

I'm afraid of who I've become

Riding out the waves again

A familiar feeling

This was all I needed

This was always who I was

But I just can't let go

My hands they burn in history

And I know

I can't take back what I've done

And I'm never coming home

And I'm never coming home

I'm never coming home

I can't shake this feeling

That the Earth will swallow me whole

I'm afraid of what I love

I'm afraid of who I've become

Riding out the waves again

A familiar feeling

This was all I wanted

I am never coming home